"Hmph, you think you have the right to choose?" Shi Potian smiled contemptuously, unleashing his battle intent, and powerful qi and blood power poured out of his body, condensing into a statue of the Elephant.

This green camel elephant shadow is the blood and qi law condensed by Shi Potian's cultivation to reach the ninth level of body refining, and it is three feet tall, and its body exudes terrifying power fluctuations, which makes everyone present shocked.

"Blood and Qi Law Phase?" Yu Wenchong exclaimed in surprise, the eighth prince, who had just been invincible, was actually shocked by the momentum of the green camel elephant at this moment, and stood in place for a long time and did not dare to move.

"Roar!"

The green camel elephant opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar, and the powerful power fluctuated, shaking everyone around, and the blood and qi in the body continued to surge, and there was a faint feeling that it could not be suppressed.

"Hands-on ......"

Shi Potian let out a loud shout, and the powerful blood qi spread, forming a blood-colored light curtain that shrouded from the top of Li Qingming's head, preventing him from escaping.

At the same time, the green camel giant elephant behind him moved a step backwards, just in front of Yu Wenchong and the others, in case he took the opportunity to intervene and snatch Li Qingming.

Shi Potian didn't directly capture Li Qingming, just to deter Yu Wenchong and the eight black-clothed guards behind him, although he was not afraid of anyone on the other side, but after all, the strength of the eight black-clothed guards should not be underestimated, and if he wanted to fight quickly, such a suppressive method would be the most effective.

I have to say that although Shi Potian looks like five big and three thick, he is quite strategic, and his move is indeed to suppress Yu Wenchong, and even the eight black-clothed guards standing behind him have a look of fear on their faces.

The only one who could still maintain his composure was Gu Songzi alone, and his divine sense power surrounded his body, forming an invisible shield that blocked Shi Potian's blood qi suppression.

However, just as he was about to make a move, a figure appeared in front of him and blocked his way, it was the national teacher of the Qinghuo County Country.

The other party's Shinto cultivation was obviously two small realms higher than him, which made Gu Songzi quite jealous, and he was stunned for a while, not daring to act rashly.

Strength, comprehensive suppression!

Rao is black-clothed guards brought by Yuwen Chong, all of them have reached the sixth level of body refining, and they are still powerless to resist, in a short period of time, they are simply unable to break through the suppression of the Shi Potian Blood Qi Domain.

The Blood Qi Domain is the basis for martial arts cultivators to condense the Blood Qi Dharma, once they cultivate the Blood Qi Domain, they will be able to form a special field around their bodies, and within the scope covered by the field, anyone other than themselves will be oppressed by the power of the field.

The scene once became extremely silent, and the atmosphere was extremely depressed, no one thought that Shi Potian's strength would be so strong that he could suppress the audience with his own strength.

At this moment, Li Qingming's heart was also quite shocked, he raised his head and looked at the blood qi light curtain that was suppressed towards him in mid-air, only to feel like a thousand-pound boulder was pressing on his body, completely suppressing the blood qi true qi in his body, making him feel extremely difficult even to move his fingers.

"The power of the martial arts has been completely suppressed, and he doesn't even have the slightest strength to resist!" Li Qingming shook his head and sighed, this is the gap in the realm of strength, no matter how clever his cultivation is, in the face of absolute strength, it is a little difficult to support.

However, Shi Potian's blood qi realm can only suppress the power of martial arts, but it has no substantial impact on divine consciousness, so although Li Qingming seems to be at the end of his rope at this moment, he still has the strength to fight.

The four golden-armored guards rushed into the blood-qi light curtain at the same time and forced in front of Li Qingming's body, but under the suppression of Shi Potian's blood-qi domain, even the gold-armored guards were also affected, and their movements were obviously half a beat slower than normal.

Li Qingming was overjoyed in his heart, it seemed that Shi Potian had only just broken through the ninth level of body refining, and he could not fully control the blood qi realm, and he could not manipulate the power of the blood qi field as he wanted.

"Broken!"

Li Qingming seized this opportunity, and suddenly let out a low cry from his mouth, and his divine consciousness instantly condensed into a needle, as thin as a cow's hair, shooting out from the center of his eyebrows, formless and substantial, and could not be distinguished by the naked eye.

This is the lowest level of Shinto magic, and when the divine consciousness reaches the twenty-fifth level, it can be called a divine master, and when it reaches this realm, the divine master can cast some low-level spells.

The spell that Li Qingming performed at this moment, called "Breaking the Law Divine Needle", is a pure attack secret technique, and this secret technique, with the improvement of Shinto cultivation, will continue to increase in power, and even as long as the divine consciousness reaches a certain level, it can also be promoted to a higher level.

However, at this stage, with Li Qingming's divine sense, at most, he can only condense a "magic needle".

Even so, the attack of divine consciousness is not trivial, especially when the four golden-armored guards are also suppressed by the blood and qi realm, the magic breaking divine needle is like a wolf entering a flock, and before the other party can even react, it can easily penetrate the eyebrows of the four people and directly attack their sea of consciousness.

"Ahhh......hh

The four golden-armored guards who had already rushed in front of Li Qingming suddenly let out a terrible scream, and the four burly figures stood in place and struggled for a moment, and then fell to the ground with a bang, their faces distorted, their minds confused, and they looked in great pain, as if they were enchanted.

"It's not good, I actually forgot that he was still a Shinto monk!" Seeing this scene, Shi Potian's face suddenly changed greatly, and at this moment, he didn't care about anything else, he suddenly stretched out his right hand, condensed a large amount of martial arts true qi, and pressed down on the blood-colored light curtain in the air.

A large amount of true qi poured out from Shi Potian's palm and converged on the blood-colored light curtain, as if a large net covering the sky had fallen from the sky and was suddenly suppressed.

"Still not coming out yet?" Li Qingming smiled helplessly, staring at the courtyard wall in the corner of the broken temple, at this time he had not made any resistance, because the moment Shi Potian burst out with all his strength, he knew that all his resistance was in vain.

However, Li Qingming was not afraid at all, because as early as not long after Shi Potian arrived, he noticed that two different breaths appeared outside the broken temple, one strong and one weak.

Especially that weak aura, Li Qingming felt extremely familiar, and it was the same as the aura on Ling Xian'er's body, as for the other one, although he couldn't detect it, he could vaguely guess the identity of the other party.

The person who was able to get Ling Xian'er to ask for help, and was also willing to come to rescue him, except for the seemingly indifferent Frontier King Li Beichuan, I am afraid that there would be no second person in the entire royal city.

However, the other party seems to be deliberately observing himself, and even at this moment, he doesn't seem to have the intention of coming out to relieve himself, which makes Li Qingming quite a headache.

At the same time that Li Qing was secretly thinking to himself, the blood-colored light curtain had been suppressed, and every inch of suppression would increase the pressure on his body.

The power emanating from the blood-colored light curtain seemed to be exerted on every position on his body, as if there was a sapient thug holding him in the palm of his hand and squeezing him with all his might.